Category Archives: Minneapolis

The little twins just won’t leave me alone. They insist that we’re long time friends, that I’ve taken care of them through thinner and thicker, but my new Collective memories don’t seem to cover all of that. “Tokie messed up … Continue reading →

It’s real. I can see it, and feel it, but I don’t understand it at all. It’s been one of those days, when you’re going about your business yet still anticipating the alarm. Tokie and I were riding around Downtown … Continue reading →

It’s too much. I’m heart broken and soul smooshed, and it wasn’t supposed to be this way at all. I had a Ghost Collective looking out for me – any one of them could use their borrowed, plastic bodies to … Continue reading →